The coffee

EMMA.

Three days had gone by since I got the promotion,and all of those days had been hell.

I wiped my nose as I picked up the fourth file on my desk. The chief before me had left a lot of pending work, leaving the company many steps behind on our marketing affairs. I took another look at our sales margin, it was unstable. I sighed.

“Ms Martinez?” Anna called out my name. I looked up to find her walking into the office. She still had her hair in a slick back ponytail.

I watched as she took the seat directly opposite mine. She gently dropped the files on the desk. It was Friday, officially the last working day of the week, and I could tell -by the dark shadows under her eyes- that this week hadn't been gentle on her.

“I have rechecked every file in the office, and so far not a single error has been found.” She emphasized as she rubbed her eyes with her hands.

I noticed she had a stain on her top. Had she spent the night at the office? I didn't want to know. Whatever go